Chapter 397: Fruity Flavor

[Beep—]

Just as Zheng Qian returned to his room, his phone rang urgently.

"What's wrong? In the middle of the night... missing me?"

Perhaps because he had just been drinking, Zheng Qian spoke a bit out of turn when he answered the phone.

Su Yuanshuang, on the other end of the line, was stunned; she hadn't expected Zheng Qian to say something like that. Since they had met, although he sometimes talked nonsense, he had never spoken to her like this.

"If you miss me, just come to my room. I'm currently at..."

Seeing that Zheng Qian was getting more and more outrageous, Su Yuanshuang immediately interrupted him, her face flushing red. "Just how much have you had to drink to end up in this state? I... I just wanted to tell you that the Sun Family has already started their move. Do you... do you have any thoughts on this?"

Zheng Qian lit a cigarette and glanced at the time, estimating that the Sun Family was indeed ready to start their counterattack. It was just a bit earlier than he had anticipated.

"I don't have any thoughts for now; I prefer to counter moves as they come. Anyway..."

"Speaking of which, didn't your old man want to meet and talk with me? Arrange a meeting. Thanks to you guys stepping in today, otherwise, the film crew might have run into trouble."

Su Yuanshuang fell silent for a moment after hearing this.

"Tomorrow night then. My father has also been wanting to meet you, and at this juncture, it seems like the right time."

"Alright, let's tentatively set it for that. Let's talk again tomorrow; I'm going to sleep."

"Wait! Actually, I also have something I want to tell you..."

Before the call had even been hung up, the sound of Zheng Qian snoring came through. It left Su Yuanshuang completely dumbfounded.

She had finally worked up the courage to say something to Zheng Qian. It wasn't a confession, but there were just so many things on her mind over the past two days that she couldn't figure out.

Especially that day when they went to Shenzhen; Zheng Qian had bought her clothes and acted very intimate on the plane, and their conversation had even been a bit ambiguous... but after he went back, he basically hadn't been in touch with her much.

Even this time coming to Subei, it was said he had three or four pretty girls around him.

She just... wanted to find out from the side...

She swore she definitely wasn't in love with Zheng Qian! She really just wanted to find out!

But! He! Actually fell asleep at a time like this!

And the snoring was so loud! It even made the phone vibrate!

He actually fell asleep halfway through a sentence without even hanging up the phone—did he do it on purpose to infuriate me?

[Bang!]

Su Yuanshuang threw her phone directly onto the floor. She clenched her fists tightly, her originally fair cheeks puffed up with anger. This scumbag!

...

The next morning.

Zheng Qian was woken up by the phone in his room.

He instinctively glanced at his phone to check the time, only to discover it had shut down because it was out of battery.

"Hello?" Zheng Qian's voice was a bit hoarse.

"You finally picked up! Um... come downstairs quickly to get something to eat. I heard you were drinking yesterday; the hangover soup and porridge here are quite good, come warm up your stomach."

Cui Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief. She had called Zheng Qian countless times, but no one had answered.

If Zheng Qian still hadn't picked up, she might have had to find a way to get inside. After all, Subei was currently treacherous and unpredictable.

"Alright, I'm coming."

Zheng Qian took a shower and instantly felt refreshed. Looking at himself in the mirror, he suddenly thought of the girl from last night.

Xiangxiang...

He shook his head, deciding not to dwell on the matter.

Just as he opened the door to head for the elevator, he bumped straight into Huo Muyan.

In fact, just a moment ago, after Cui Ziqing finished her call and confirmed that Zheng Qian was awake, she had shared the news with Huo Muyan. She hoped that Huo Muyan could apologize to Zheng Qian, take the initiative, and turn hostility into friendship.

After all, she would be staying in Subei for a long time, and constantly running into Zheng Qian would be too awkward. Huo Muyan thought it made sense; she had indeed misunderstood Zheng Qian's kindness toward her. So, she went to Zheng Qian's door.

But when it came time to actually apologize, she didn't know what to say. So, she paced back and forth in front of the door, muttering to herself, trying to figure out what her first sentence should be after knocking. She was also hesitating: what if Zheng Qian ignored her? What if he was still very disappointed?

Just then, Zheng Qian suddenly opened the door, and they collided head-on!

That wasn't even the main point. The key was! She happened to have turned around, facing the door, preparing to knock!

And Zheng Qian had opened the door and stepped out, so they collided directly. Zheng Qian even instinctively lowered his head to see who was at the door, creating this incredibly classic scene.

Their mouths... were pressed tightly together!

Zheng Qian, out of habit, even subconsciously stuck out his tongue...

Hmm...

She had brushed her teeth in the morning, and the toothpaste she used was a fruit flavor that children loved. It tasted sweet, like a peach, hmm... truly a peach of the human world...

Suddenly, Zheng Qian reacted immediately. He hurriedly realized what had happened; the person in front of him was actually Huo Muyan! Before she could recover from the shock and bite his tongue, Zheng Qian quickly pulled his mouth back.

He solemnly steadied the about-to-collapse Huo Muyan and said reproachfully, "Why are you so careless? What if you had fallen? You are the art director of the entire film crew now; what would happen if you got hurt?"

"Come on, let's go have breakfast together. Did you have a nightmare yesterday?"

"Why do you seem a bit dazed?"

"Watch your step..."

Huo Muyan's brain was still short-circuited. She repeatedly tried to reboot her crashed brain, but there was no response; it was as if she had lost her soul. She let Zheng Qian lead her all the way to the tea restaurant downstairs.

Cui Ziqing was sitting by the window. Suddenly seeing the state of Zheng Qian and Huo Muyan, a flash of very complex emotions crossed her heart. She clenched her jade-like hands tightly and tried to take a deep breath, managing to quickly regain her usual composure. She smiled, stood up, and waved, "Over here."

When the two sat down, Huo Muyan suddenly realized what had happened. She immediately looked up, her pretty face flushed bright red.

"I... I... you... you..."

"Ahem... hurry up and eat. Look at you, you almost fell at the door just now; luckily I caught you in time. It's normal to have nightmares and feel a bit out of it when you first wake up in the morning. Hurry up and get some nutrition."

Zheng Qian's solemn explanation left Huo Muyan a bit confused.

Hmm... just now... was it her imagination?

The key is... what exactly happened? Why couldn't she remember anything?

The taste in her mouth didn't seem to be the fruit flavor she usually brushed with; it was the taste of a different toothpaste. Did she... did she use a different toothpaste?